Tuesday, January 31, 2012

the consequence of killing a king

Today was a busy day.

One tour guide.  One tuk tuk.  Four temples.  The story of one legendary king.

The four temples were Ta Prohm (ancestor Brahma), Banteay Srei (citadel of women), Banteay Samrei (citadel of the farmer), and Pre Rup (turning body). 

Legend has it that there once was a king who befriended a farmer whose produce was fresh and delicious.  One night, the king went out alone to the farmer's garden; mistaking in the dark the king for a thief, the farmer killed the king.  Upon discovering his grave error, the farmer moved the king's body elsewhere and retreated to his home. 

The next morning, the body was found by palace guards, and since the king had no heir, the magistrates of the kingdom set out to find the next king.  They brought out the holy white elephant and asked it to find their new ruler.  Slowly the elephant moved its heavy and steady steps toward the farmer's garden.  Upon reaching it, the giant beast knelt down before the former and lifted him with its trunk to gently settle him on its back.  Thus went the story of the farmer who was the king's friend but accidentally murdered him and later became king.













well, what have we here?

it says:  "i was here"



butt that's what it looks like!

don't know this woman, but her korean group monopolized this site for ages

do you see the beautiful face of the apsara dancer?



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